Rush tended to be much busier on the weekends.
There was something about the atmosphere that attracted people to it. They had many regulars who came in with their friends for drinks, businesses that threw their parties in the
dining rooms, and curious newcomers who stepped in to get a look at the place and left several hours later. The
bar always
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For awhile she just wandered around, looking up at any of the men she saw in hopes that one of them was her father or would know where to find them, but the now six year old was too nervous to actually ask. And everyone seemed so busy with the things that they were doing. At the very least, maybe she could disappear into the crowd and sort of just wait until someone noticed her. She had yet to really figure out the little communication device, but she held it hoping that maybe she'd get contacted on it.
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She approached her slowly, offering the little girl a small smile. "Hi there," she said cheerfully, trying not to let too much concern seep into her voice. Still, she found herself smoothing over her dress and kneeling down to meet her at her own level, hoping she wouldn't start crying on her. "My name's Sasha. I saw you walking around and thought maybe you could use some help."
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"I don't know where my Daddy went. So I am waiting for him to find me. I was told that I should stay in one place if I am alone."
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"That's really good advice, but there are so many grown-ups in here that you might be hard for him to find, sweetheart. How about we go sit down and figure out where your dad is? I'll get you a Shirley Temple and we can check out the menu if you're hungry. We'll pick a spot and stay there until your dad shows up."
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Eagerly Tali took her hand. At least now she was no longer alone and that left her with a feeling of relief. Her father would find her eventually. Or send a message. Then they would be back together, but at least for now she was with someone who was being so kind to her. "Thanks, for being so nice Sash."
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While she waited for Tali to decide what she wanted, Sasha took out her phone and sent Bruce a quick text message. As much as she enjoyed turning the tables on him, she liked having a job more. He might not ever fire her, but the man could hold a grudge. "Do you know what your dad's name is?" she asked, looking up from her contact list. It was entirely possible that Tali didn't, especially when she considered how many years she had spent thinking her own father's name was 'Daddy'. "And more important than that, what looks good to eat?"
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She was definitely used to her father being Daddy. But she searched her memory for what it was that her mother called him. Luckily she had less nicknames for him than he had for her. So closing her eyes tightly she began to think. "Uh...Daddy is...they call Daddy....TONY!" She gave a happy nod at being able to pull that from her memory.
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"Three Anthonys and one Antonio," she laughed, starting to type in her message. "We're going to make three men very confused, and one very relieved." The note, which only took her a minute to write out, was fairly simple:
Found: One beautiful, well-mannered little girl. Answers to the name Tali, is sitting with me at Rush. Is she yours?
Will be giving her all the Shirley Temples she can drink until her dad arrives.
She slipped her phone back in the front pocket of her handbag as soon as she received notification that the message had sent, and put in Tali's order for chicken nuggets and french fries without any trouble. "I bet he's really worried. Whenever my dad lost track of me, it always ended with me getting whatever I wanted. Clothes, dolls, ice cream, you name it." Maybe that wasn't the nicest thing to teach Tali, but it was true.
"My dad was my best friend in the whole world. Is your dad nice?"
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She took the cherry out of her glass, not caring the her fingers got wet from the soda and she popped the whole thing into her mouth.
"I hope my Daddy buys me some new toys. He did for my birthday, but I get more bored here, so I need more toys." Oh the logic. "But yeah he's the best. We do lots of things together back home, we play in the park, he reads me books. We watch lots of movies. Mommy plays with us too. She isn't here, and Daddy doesn't know me. He doesn't know he has me."
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